The Price of Pussy

In our convo, Nicole also wanted to know what was going on with Jesse as she knew I was to meet up with his ass after shopping with the idiot. Nicole had to workee at the club. But I was free for a bit before popping onto Niteflirt. Jesse had insisted by all media, i.e., email, text and voicemail that he had broken up with the girlfriend. While I'm sure he was recycling all of his ex-pussies, and I was just one of the slits* he was pursuing, he was the best fuck I'd ever had. He also had the perfect cock.

*typo, I meant to write sluts, but slits is actually pretty slutty!

So in a moment of Mojito-induced weakness, I had texted Jesse while Nicole was checking out luggage and he responded and we set up a meeting time 'n' place. I only kiss guys when I'm drinking, preferably drunk, so I actually kissed him when I met up with him at the hotel bar. He bought me another Mojito, uh oh. I knew he was trying to get into my panties, but he needed to do more work than buy me a drink to earn back pussy privileges.

I told Jesse he would have to fuck me in front of fatfuck and I would keep all of fatfuck's cash. No cut for Jesse. Jesse had backed out of this fucking arrangement before, like a year ago, necessitating that I bring in Arion for the fucking and then Arion couldn't even cum, he faked it, because having the fatfuck walrus stare at us fucking was too much pressure. I later joked to Arion that cock size aside, he would not have made a good porn star.

So Jesse agreed and I texted fatfuck in front of Jesse, so Jesse would realize I wasn't fucking around. Fatfuck was probably out to dinner with wifey on Friday nite, I could just picture him reading and responding to my text in front of the shrew. He probably popped a little vienna sausagette in his pants. So we are fucking on for this Wednesday.

And as far as the Price of Pussy, Pussy can set her Price....